Monster Island - Push the Bullet In lyrics

Converted his words into zeroes and ones Hunched over, they were his gift to the beyond He was still giddy at being let in the circle Becoming privy to words so wise and witty But of late he couldn't help but notice He received fewer glances from colleagues in hallways A sudden drought of pleasantries usually spelt out Demotion from peer to peasantry Now the drought had hit his studio home His letters and calls all seemed to dry up at once He wrote his friends to ask them why and was Hit with an avalanche of out of office replies The very next day in a blind panic he burnt All of his years of degenerate work It was too late. the word was out Round up all moaners and misfits He must have missed this Between mither about free sh** And that mess in the kitchen On the afternoon when they finally caught up to him Held his skinny wrists and pushed every bullet in His thoughts remained fixed on a mysterious list Of a various faux-pas and their respective dire consequences